It took a while for Cai Zhao to regain his composure, and he grabbed Fan Xingjia's shoulders: "Stop talking about this now, fifth senior brother, tell me who instigated you to do this, who it is!"
"Yes...Junior sister, be careful!"
Fan Xingjia was about to answer when he suddenly looked directly behind Cai Zhao with fear in his eyes. At the moment of lightning, he pushed Cai Zhao away and was hit by the palm of the man in black with a bang. Several ribs were broken on his chest, and he fainted with blood spurting from his mouth!
"Fifth Senior Brother!"
"Fifth Junior Brother!"
Cai Zhao screamed and rushed forward. Song Yuzhi killed two more people and stepped back to support Fan Xing's family.
The men in black formed a semi-circle, surrounding the three of them, gradually approaching, and it seemed that it was a dead end.
"Third Senior Brother." Cai Zhao suddenly said softly, "I still have the last two 'Rainstorm and Thunder' in me."
Song Yuzhi was overjoyed and turned around suddenly.
"You and I each take one, throw it out at the same time, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape." The girl's face was pale and stained with blood, which was shocking. "Third senior brother, you have recovered your internal strength better than me. Fifth senior brother, you can take it with you."
Song Yuzhi nodded, put Fan Xingjia's arm on his shoulders, and at the same time took the 'Rainstorm and Thunder' from Cai Zhao from behind.
"How will we meet up then?" he asked.
Before Cai Zhao could answer, the men in black had all attacked, and the three of them separated.
Passing through the overlapping crowds of black-clad people, Cai Zhao shouted loudly: "It doesn't rain during thunderstorms - Third Brother, do you still remember?"
After the big changes in his family, Song Yuzhi laughed heartily for the first time: "Of course I remember!"
"Okay, let me count. One, two, three, throw it!"
Following Cai Zhao's command, Song Yuzhi threw out 'Heavy Rain and Thunder'——
Boom!
There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and instantly the surrounding area was filled with sand and rocks, fields and soil were flying, and flesh and blood were rolling.
Amidst the screams of the men in black, Song Yuzhi hurriedly carried Fan Xing's family on his back and ran down the mountain. He ran to the foot of the mountain and then ran for several miles. It was almost dark before he dared to stop and take a breath.
During this break, he suddenly realized something was wrong——
Why was there only a loud noise just now?
Could it be that the two people threw it too synchronously, so they could only hear one explosion?
No, Song Yuzhi immediately denied it in his heart.
Back in the Taichu Guanzhengyuan Hall, he had personally witnessed the power of the series of explosions of 'Heavy Rain and Thunder', and he was not unprepared.
Song Yuzhi thought carefully and kept recalling what happened just moments ago. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
Obviously, only one 'Rainstorm Thunder' exploded, and there was another one. Why didn't Zhao Zhao throw it away?
The cold light of the morning sun fell on him, and the blood all over his body became ice cold.
Song Yuzhi felt an unspeakable fear.
——Zhaozhao lied. It's not that she didn't throw it away, but that she only had one 'Heavy Rain and Thunder' on her body.
And she kept it to herself.
When his 'Rainstorm Thunder' explodes, the remaining men in black will inevitably attack Cai Zhao's direction with all their strength.
What will happen to her?
Song Yuzhi was about to turn around and go back. At this time, Fan Xingjia groaned in pain in a coma.
He gritted his teeth and had no choice but to hide Fan Xing's family in a nearby cave.
At this time, the sky was bright, and Song Yuzhi rushed back to Xuankong Temple without eating or drinking.
Yinxiu Stream is as quiet as ever. There are no men in black, no corpses, and no Cai Zhao. There are only broken walls and the corpses of several nuns in the hanging nunnery.
Song Yuzhi rushed to the back mountain and came to the place where they separated last night. Following the blood stains on the ground and the traces of Yanyang knife on the rocks, he chased them step by step to the edge of the cliff. The famous transparent water curtain below Xuankong Temple turned a corner here, turning into a surging waterfall, and all traces ended here.
Song Yuzhi stood at the edge of the waterfall, lost in thought.
The wind in the forest blew gently, and the birds sang briskly.
But where is his little junior sister?
Chapter 132
The air was filled with a gentle and peaceful fragrance, and the bedding was soft and comfortable, as if he was floating in the clouds. Cai Zhao felt pain all over his body, as if he had just been beaten violently. Well, it looks like she did just get beaten up.
The figure of the man in black was hidden in the darkness covered by thick fog, with only a pair of cruel and bloodthirsty eyes and gleaming weapons shining faintly in the night. In the end, she didn't even remember how long she had been fighting, but when she jumped down the raging waterfall, she heard another large group of people coming from a distance, and You Guanyue screamed like a numb duck whose tail was stepped on.
In her daze, a big cool hand pressed on her hot forehead and whispered, "The fever hasn't gone down yet." Then she was fed a bunch of weird decoctions, which made her suffer until she was born. The Buddha ascended to heaven.
When the light in the room turned from bright to dark, she finally woke up.
Mu Qingyan was wearing a large sapphire blue robe and sitting beside her bed, holding a bowl of frightening soup in his hand. He stared at the girl with an unkind expression, his long eyebrows were furrowed, and the gloom between his brows was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it. When he saw the girl wake up, he picked her up and gave her medicine without saying a word.
Cai Zhao's eyes were filled with tears from the pain. She leaned on the big bursa and gasped: "Where are the candied fruits? I want candied fruits."
Mu Qingyan said with a straight face: "There are no candied fruits, just bear with it."
Cai Zhao shrank into a small ball, whining like a newly weaned beast, "When you were pretending to be ugly, I prepared candied fruits for you every time you took medicine. If you want sweet, there will be sweet, if you want sour, there will be candied fruit." It's sour. Now that the world has changed, you will turn your back on me and refuse to recognize anyone. Uuuuuuu..."
"I should let you suffer for a while, so as not to heal the scar and forget the pain!" Mu Qingyan said angrily, and went to get a small copper jar inlaid with purple jade.
The sweet and sour taste melted on the tip of his tongue. Cai Zhao felt that he was alive again. When he sat up, he also noticed that the elixir was warm and his meridians were comfortable. Apart from a bag of bruises and bruises, his internal energy was exhausted last night. Almost recovered.
Cai Zhao felt her strong pulse and was surprised and happy, "I didn't expect that I could heal my internal injuries on my own even when I was in a coma!" As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a shock on her forehead.
The handsome and elegant man's face was covered with frost, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
Cai Zhao covered his head and immediately fainted, his beautiful eyebrows drooped softly, and his face was gentle and cute: "It must have been you who gave me exercises to heal my injuries when I was in a coma. I am very grateful in my heart..."
"Just grateful?" Mu Qingyan's eyebrows squinted.
"No, no, I miss you too." The girl quickly pulled out a long and thin gold chain from her collar, "Look, I have been hanging this chain around my neck, as if you are by my side. "
Mu Qingyan seemed slightly moved and softened his tone, "I thought you lost it. Did you redeem it specially before?"
Mu Qingyan smiled sadly, "Really? You redeemed it, not Song Yuzhi?"
"?" Cai Zhao's smile froze.
Mu Qingyan stretched out his long arms, grabbed the little girl with his big hands, and crushed her back and forth like a stone mill.
Knowing that he had been exposed, Cai Zhao apologized and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take credit, it's just... Hey, I'll return the gold chain to you, okay? I'll hang it for you myself."
Mu Qingyan snorted coldly, sat there and let the girl wrap the slender gold chain around his neck, and then rolled out the small golden whistle from his sleeve. Cai Zhao was very obedient, took it and hung it on it. Gold chain end.
"By the way, where did Song Yuzhi and Fan Xing's family go? The man in black who was captured said that you seemed to have made an appointment to meet outside." Mu Qingyan said casually.
Cai Zhao rolled his eyes: "Have you caught the man in black? That's great. I don't know where the third brother and fifth brother are. We only said we would break out separately..."
Mu Qingyan changed his face as soon as he said it, and stood up suddenly: "You and I have lived and died together so many times, and you still can't trust me! Okay, great! Come on, send people immediately along the alleys leading out of Yinxiu Stream to search for people. , find out Song Yuzhi and Fan Xing’s family!”
"Oh, don't, don't, don't, don't!" Cai Zhao quickly grabbed his robe, "It's not that I can't trust you, you always dislike my third senior brother, I'm afraid you'll crush him to death! Master Mu, you have a lot of people, don't follow me Are you thinking about it?"
Mu Qingyan slowly turned around: "...What did you call me?"
"Mu, Mu Cult Master."
Mu Qingyan was furious and shouted an order outside the house: "Come here, let the hounds spread all over the mountains and plains. If you find Song Yuzhi, just like those men in black, shoot and kill him!"
"Why are you crazy again? Can you please just talk to me!" Don't go, don't go! Cai Zhao held his waist tightly, pulled him hard and threw him onto the huge soft cave, then pressed his whole body on top of him.
Mu Qingyan lay down and pointed at the girl's forehead, which was covered with red marks, "Give you a chance to change your ways."
Cai Zhao buried his head in his chest and said in a low voice, "...Brother Ayan."
"You are quite flexible."
"My mother said - act like a spoiled child, not shabby." The girl's voice became more and more coquettish. While nuzzling her, she breathed into his ear, "Brother Ayan, don't be angry with me. Whatever you want to do, I will do it for you."
Mu Qingyan stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms. His palms unconsciously rubbed them gently. Under the soft silk linen pajamas was the girl's warm, creamy skin, which was tender and soft. In an instant, he suddenly Understanding the meaning of the four words "soft jade and warm fragrance" and the lingering and graceful tone of her call, he felt unsteady for a moment.
Cai Zhao saw that the tall young man beneath her was gradually turning red, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. She was about to tease him with some more disgusting words, when she suddenly felt the world spinning, and her whole body was lifted up and wrapped tightly in the quilt. Mu Qingyan silently pulled off the brocade rope hanging the curtain, and the people and velvet quilts were tied into a ball.
"Just stay patient!" Mu Qingyan's chest rose and fell violently, and his fair skin seemed to be coated with a layer of rouge. It was red from behind his ears to his slender neck, and spread to his flat chest with his clothes slightly open.
"Don't touch me again!" He pointed at the girl's nose and said righteously.
Cai Zhao, who was tied into a round and fat rice dumpling:...
"In short, you and I must not break the rules before the ceremony is completed." Mu Qingyan adjusted his breathing, his face was upright and full of moral articles, and he only needed to put three sticks of incense before he could be put into the hall for worship.
Cai Zhao rolled his eyes: "Let me go quickly, I'm hungry."
Seeing Mu Qingyan 'untying' herself, she couldn't help but said: "You are really sick. You always come to flirt with me when I don't care about you, but you stay away when I really want to be with you." . What do you mean, you want to welcome but still reject?" - It's wrong to think about it. The ultimate goal of welcoming and rejecting is still to 'welcome', but this guy really 'rejected'.
Mu Qingyan still had a cold face: "Put on your clothes and come down to eat."
He opened the door and went out, and came back a moment later with a tray himself.
Cai Zhao angrily sat down at the table and opened a large celadon tureen. The familiar aroma came out, it was her favorite chicken soup wontons.
"...Actually, when I returned to Luoying Valley this time, I felt that the wontons in the town were not as delicious as the ones you made." She swallowed the wontons, not knowing whether it was because she had eaten them hot or because her heart was warm, and her whole body felt warm.
Mu Qingyan sighed: "I wish you cared about me as much as you care about wontons."
As Cai Zhao ate, she found that the sets of porcelain plates and cups in front of her were all elegant in color and simple in style. She then looked at the decoration in the room, which was also simple and elegant, not at all like the luxurious style of the Paradise Palace.
"What is this place?" she became curious.
"This is not a place to think about fasting." Mu Qingyan scooped a bowl of yam, meat and bone porridge for her, "My father took me to live here for ten years. Ten years later, my father passed away, and I moved to Fang Fang next to the Paradise Palace. Hua Yishun plans to compete with Nie Zhe."
Cai Zhao tilted his neck while eating and watching, "Your Majesty, the taste is very good. My aunt will definitely like it."
Mu Qingyan stopped scooping the porridge, "You don't like it?"
Cai Zhao's face was red and he whispered: "Actually, I like a livelier house, with delicious and fun things piled everywhere. When I open the window, the courtyard is full of grapes, persimmons and big pineapples."
Mu Qingyan was speechless, but his bright black eyes seemed to burst into laughter.
"Well, my aunt always thinks that there are too many things in my house." The girl looked sad while holding a porcelain spoon.
Mu Qingyan tried to remain calm, "...it would be nice to have more things. It makes me look happy."
